Honey You Are My Lucky Star (Callen and Chelsea) novel Chapter 388

Harrison and I faced each other without saying a word.

"Chelsea, are you still not going to tell me?" After an unknown period of time, Harrison suddenly said.

I looked at Harrison and said, "What's wrong? I don't seem to have anything to tell you today."

Harrison looked at me with a poker face.

When I looked at Harrison, I tried my best to pretend to be indifferent and ignorant, as if I didn't understand what he said. I hoped that this escape method could make him take the initiative to end this topic and no longer carry on.

"I really don't want Harrison to know more about my uncle's family. It's so simple between us, as long as we don't mix anything."

Harrison didn't answer me. He turned around and sat on the sofa. Looking at his back, I finally breathed a sigh of relief. But at the same time, I felt disappointed.

"After all, although I don't want Harrison to know these ugly things, more or less he has heard something from others. I heard that he could still face me as if nothing had happened. Does it mean that he doesn't care about me?"

Thinking of this, I felt a little sad...

"I don't want to hide anything, understand?" Harrison, who was sitting on the sofa, said to me with his back to me.

The voice pulled me back from my sadness. Looking at his back, I hesitated for a moment and said, "In fact, it's not a big deal. It's just some trivial things at home."

Harrison sneered and said, "My uncle wants to split the niece's money. Is this a trivial matter in my family?”

After saying that, Harrison turned to look at me with a faint smile on his face.

"It's not like this on TV right now." I retorted in a low voice.

"If you're willing, you can call the TV station and ask them for help. Do you need my help?" As he spoke, Harrison picked up the phone and clothes to call.

I looked at his movements in confusion.

Harrison pursed his lips and smiled. "I happen to have friends in the TV station. Maybe they can help me."

As soon as he finished speaking, Harrison's slender fingers were rapidly beating on the phone screen. I looked at him in surprise and quickly avoided the coldness of the phone and hung up the phone.

"Harrison, what the hell are you doing?" I asked angrily.

Harrison shrugged his shoulders disapprovingly. "I just said that I have a friend whom the TV station knows. Maybe I can help you mediate."

"Who told you that I need to mediate? When did I tell you that I need to mediate? Have you asked for my opinion?"

"Although you didn't take the initiative to speak, your eyes told me that I needed help." Harrison spread out his hands and said casually.

At first, he was already depressed enough. Just now, he still felt uneasy about not telling him the whole story, but at this moment, all his previous emotions disappeared.

Staring straight at Harrison, I was angry and disappointed. "Can't you tell that I'm just using a metaphor on TV? Do you think that I will put my family's affairs on TV, and then let people from other countries pay attention to it? Is that possible?"

"Although the things my uncle did to me made me very disappointed and sad, after all, he is my uncle and my mother's brother. How can I prolong our contradiction?"

Harrison, who was sitting on the sofa and looking at me, immediately turned back after hearing my words. "You think so, but it doesn't mean that others are like you."